Cassie, Mandi, and Carol smiling at an unknown cameraman on Christmas.
There are times when we see ourselves more clearly in the photography, and times when the photos hide something that we all knew was there....a crooked tooth, a blemish, a skin tone that isn't really authentic. Sometimes the photo takes on an abstract quality because of the pixelation, or the lack of quality of the original. It questions the reality of appearances. If I used photoshop, would we be more beautiful, more natural? Is that the reality, or is this?
Does ir capture is a feeling, a small joy that the faces share? Two of my three daughters, Cassandra and Amanda are here, hovering over me in this Christmas Eve picture from last year. We have come through Cassie's graduation from the Hubert Humphrey School of Social Policy, Mandi's moving and changing jobs, and now changing jobs again. I have sadly lost my small Jack Russell companion, Chloe, and had my third daughter moving out to a new apartment, then not.
This next year holds more challenges and more promise. I am still deciding what to be when I grow up. I turn 62 in a few weeks. And still I wonder and explore my life, still reading and learning all I can, and knowing that somewhere I can make a difference in the world. Maybe here, maybe another place. But it will be with my words as well as my deeds. It now takes my energy and my focus to bring my purpose in the world to fruition.
And maybe the prediction of Jose, the Maya shaman, the Keeper of Days, will come true and this year, this 2013 will be an incredible year of greatness for me. We'll see.